I believe this has been the most hideous day I’ve ever had.

First, I’m barely 48 hours out of surgery and so weak a tiny kitten could tie three paws behind its back and kick my ass.

But for me, the breaking point came just moments ago. There’s no easy way to say what I must say, so I’m just going to say it straight out.

Over the past few weeks, Prince Edward had been having some unusual symptoms. I’d first noted that he was using his litterbox more frequently and then I noted he was peeing in the floor.

My sweet Eddie always made it into the bathroom but sometimes the little guy just couldn’t make it into the box before he had to go.

I figured he had a UTI; the Steroids were too strong, or his thyroid meds needed adjusting.

It turns out, neither of those things are the case. Earlier today, Dr. Hyatt called and said that Prince Edward is diabetic. He told me that with Eddie’s age of fifteen years and all his other health issues he doubted his blood sugar would be very easily stabilized and his recommendation was to put him down.

Before all you animal lovers who try everything under the sun to keep your animals alive no matter what start yelling at me that I should do this thing or that, or that I should get another opinion let me say that Dr. Hyatt and his veterinarian team are some of the very best in the business and if any of them felt for one moment that I could keep Eddie alive and well we’d be doing it. So, just don’t.

I cannot get to the clinic today and so I’ve scheduled a door-to-door van for tomorrow afternoon at 1:30 and will be putting my sweet prince down.

My heart is breaking. Prince Edward came to me during a time in my life when I’d lost the desire to live, was grieving horribly for my Bubba and saved my life.

Please keep me in your prayers as I go through this hellacious time.

I’m going to try and rest as much as is possible today, so I won’t be back online for a while.

Thanks everyone for your continued support May Harmony find You and blessid be.